Thursday, September 24, 2009

After the Equinox

still life drifting pastthe autumnal equinox,and I just can’t deal

...got done what absolutely had to get done, put everything else off ‘til next week...whether that was wise or not...got in the car after dark and drove east...crossing the Walt Whitman Bridge a little after ten, getting to the ocean some time after midnight...all to wet toes in salt water before sleeping...

This is a rich post. (Are you okay?) Very evocative and seems to invite analysis. However, I'm going to say what it brought up for me (because the other stuff is probably fantasy and projection):

I can yearn for oblivion, but my earthly nature meets me at the door because I'm not ready yet.

And I see the glimmers of hope in the journey for salty, wet toes, solitude and a young couple!

Also mentioning Walt Whitman calls to mind how well he talked about a full range of experience from transcendence to death.

Even the shape of the text on the page supports the poetry: the long narrow block in between the two islands is like a bridge as it is also talking about a earth bridge between two psychological places.

ahhhh the old cowgirl in the sand haiku. I love them Jay. Just love them. I tried to find that van gogh painting on line to see where he had painted it but I could not find it. Would you consider emailing me and letting me know? kww124@gmail. . . thanks

From reading this I'm getting the feeling that you are feeling a bit down...and being a bit sarcastic about it...but nevertheless you seem down a bit. And it's more than okay...gotta go with our feelings and ride them through..to the other side